Across the Ridge

Across the ridge she stood,
Capturing that small part of the world in her memories,
Across the ridge he stood,
Capturing that small part of the world in his stories

Across the ridge a gust of wind blew,
Putting a smile across her face,
Across the ridge an imagination flew,
As his worries lost all their trace

Across the ridge there was a feeling new
As their footsteps were about to blend
Across the ridge an emptiness grew,
As a pair of them instead proceeded towards the opposite end..